Upon crystal autumn welkin thee gaze,
Passion stoically displayed within thee...

This "wonderful" emotion called Love,
Makes you fly on the wings of a Dove...

Loves,
honesty distortion...

The season of night,
Delight in this dark...

Clothes as a gift are always nice.
Prezzies are good, unless received twice...

If you're smiling..
When you're smiling...

Where did it go? The Light left without trace.
Blown all the glow and the smiles from my face...

Walked out on me, doubtfully, head for the door.
Hurt me, desert me, I want you no more...

For Kez.
Her I want; will never hold...

Ugly wheeled animals
busy metal bees...

After three wondrous months
you have figured me out...

"God" please end it all
I'm so sick of life...